Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Austria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faraquet,
Ohio Players,
Lightning Bolt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Terry,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camouflage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smiths,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Suburban Knight,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Halsall,
Skarface,
Erykah Badu,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
Newcleus,
Michelle Simonal,
Jacob Miller,
Public Image Ltd.,
Circle Jerks,
Scan 7,
The New Christs,
The Dirtbombs,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soft Cell,
Ice-T,
Man Eating Sloth,
Faust,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Byron Stingily,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Duran Duran,
U.S. Maple,
D'Angelo,
Intrusion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Warsaw,
Black Moon,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.